Charles "Charley" Jasper:
You bore me. Fill my glass.
George:
Yeah, where's your money?
Charles "Charley" Jasper:
What is money? Pathetic scraps of metal, paper crawling with germs. Fill my glass.
George:
Yeah, as soon as you toss a few germs my way.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 10:50